Just as she turned around, her wrist was grabbed tightly.
"Eat breakfast and I'll send you home." Finn Wilson's voice was filled with restraint.
Viola Harris forcefully shook off his hand, "No need, I can go back by myself."
"Viola." Finn Wilson's voice was deep, grabbing her wrist again, this time with so much force it seemed he wanted to crush her bones.
Finn Wilson forcefully pulled her back, pinning her against the nearby wall.
"Am I too easygoing?" his voice ominously low.
After a moment of shock, Viola Harris struggled fiercely.
"Let go!"
"Am I too easygoing, letting you run wild?" Finn Wilson repeated his earlier words in a somber tone.
"What exactly do you want?" Tears welled up in Viola Harris's eyes.
